Pretty Bird Page #4
- R
- Year:
- 2008
- 120 min
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I don't want you to come in
Or act like I do.
I don't know.
[laughs]
I mean, that's just
one of those, you know,
calls that...
You know,
judgment things.
- Um...
- Uh...
I think maybe
you should leave.
I'm starting to feel like
Oh, my God. Ok.
- I'll... I'll
see you tomorrow.
- Ok.
[Curtis]:
Good night![car engine revving]
I don't give a sh*t
about Robin Williams.
I'm just saying
he's a good actor.
Curtis, we have a problem.
Before you say anything,
let me just tell you this:
You are doing an extremely
good job. Now go.
Ok. These blueprints
here are incomplete.
What are you talking about?
Look, here.
There is no diagram
for this last part here.
Very important valve.
It's missing. So
there's no directions,
Then I'm gonna have to make
this thing from scratch.
- Ok, so?
- There are
no blueprints, Curtis.
I'm... How the hell am I
supposed to know
- What it is I'm doing?
- Blueprints this,
Blueprints that. It's like
all I'm hearing lately.
Because there's nothing else
that matters, you idiot!
- I would be done by now.
- Rick, look, look, look,
We are inventors, right?
We invent! I'm sorry,
but that's what we do.
Oh, man. Who the hell
am I kidding? Jesus Christ.
All right, just wait,
wait, wait, wait, wait.
Look at it.
Look at it like this.
It's like this. It's like...
All right, now, uh...
All right, what was the name
of the guy who invented
the nuclear bomb?
Curtis... [chuckles]
- Just, come on...
- No, I don't have time
for this sh*t.
All right. I know you know.
Just tell me who was it.
Oppenheimer.
Right. Now, let's...
Let's just suppose
this Oppenheimer,
He's, uh, he's having
a day like today.
He's frustrated, right?
And all the other scientists
come in,
And they're like,
"hey, Oppenheimer,
Retard, haven't you heard?
It's impossible to build
a nuclear bomb.
Can't be done,
you're wasting your time."
Now let's just imagine
If this Oppenheimer
believed them.
If he said to himself,
"you know what?
They're right.
This bomb's
too hard to invent.
I'm done. Can't do it."
Now you tell me, Rick,
where would we be today?
[scoffs]
Now you see what I'm saying.
But he did not give in
to that negativity,
Thank God,
and neither can we.
[woman]:
What are youdoing, babe?
[Rick]:
Oh, nothin'.Nothin'.
What are you doing?
[woman]:
I'm aboutto make dinner.
You gonna be home?
Uh...
No, I'm probably
gonna be here late.
I'll see you later,
babe, all right?
[%% Wim Mertens:
Iris ]Well, there you are,
[generators whirring]
[rocket pack whirring]
[Rick grunts]
[laughs] whoo!
[Rick laughs]
[Curtis]:
Inside all matterin the universe,
There is more space
between atoms
Than atoms themselves.
Hi, I'm curt Prentiss,
I'm not a scientist,
But I am a doctor of sorts.
- What is this?
- And my specialty is people.
At Prentiss industries
we believe
in taking the space
Left by those atoms
And filling it with respect.
[knock on door]
Hey, Rick,
what's the problem?
I mean, uh, come on in.
[Curtis groans]
You want a hot pocket?
What you got there?
[chuckling]
What's that?
Oh, yeah... No, uh...
Yeah. I caught your
little TV commercial.
Prentiss industries.
[nervous chuckle]
Sorry, what's that?
I couldn't hear you.
Well, I don't know,
you're the genius.
- Why don't you tell me?
- Thank you.
Thank you. I am a genius,
And I will tell you...
I noticed that my name
is not listed
Anywhere on your
little pamphlet here.
I did not build this thing
So that you could
shove me out of the way
- And take all the credit.
- I don't appreciate you
poking around my office.
I don't appreciate you
Trying to push me
into the shadows, asswipe.
May I see that, please?
- This?
- [Curtis]:
Yes.Sure. See?
May I hold it, please?
No, you may not
hold it, please.
Well, boy! Whoo!
Nothing gets by you,
Dr. Sherlock Holmes!
I built that belt.
Ok. [scoffs] fine.
[laughs] fine!
Fine. You gonna market it too?
Huh? Are you gonna
show up for meetings
And spit fingernails
on the floor and call
everybody stupid?
into giving you
a million dollars?
Bring goliath to his knees?
[chuckles] holy cow!
I must be a comedian
'cause that's a total joke!
No, you know what?
You actin' like a scientist
Is the f***in' joke,
a**hole.
- Ok, you're right!
- [chuckles]
Maybe I don't know
all the science stuff,
Maybe I didn't go
to a very good college...
Hey, Curtis,
wake up, man!
You didn't go
to any f***in' college!
Of course I didn't
because what I've got
you can't teach!
People love me.
That's my genius!
And I'll give you
a thousand dollars, jerk,
If you can name one person
who loves you!
I have had marketing
jerks like you...
...Stealing my ideas
for 20 f***in' years.
And that is over.
Now, I am... I am... I am
dead f***in' serious, Curtis.
You make no more
decisions without
checking with me first.
You read me?
Do you f***in'
read me?
Because I am done
with screwin' around!
Ok, you want me to promise you
something? You gotta
promise me something too.
- What, Curtis?
- You can't call me dumb.
- What?
- Don't call me dumb.
Not around you or me,
especially Kenny.
- No "dumb."
- I don't give a sh*t
about Kenny.
Maybe you oughta start
caring about him.
And you keep belittling people,
he's gonna lose
confidence in me,
And the second he does that,
then there goes the money.
with a little bit of respect...
...And finish the belt.
- Finish the belt, huh?
- Finish the belt!
I did.
An hour ago.
[birds chirping,
singing in distance]
Randy, I want
to introduce you
To our colleague,
Kenny Owenby.
- We spoke on the phone.
- [Randy]:
Yeah.Fantastic technologies.
How do you like that?
We love it. [chuckles]
[clears throat]
Ok, so you're gonna want to just
feather that throttle.
Not much more, 'cause I got it
dialed in real sensitive,
so don't lean into it.
I've flown a couple
of these before.
[laughs] no, you haven't.
'cause it's my belt,
And you have never
flown my belt.
Understood?
Shithead.
I'll give you
the thumbs-up, all right?
What the hell are you
wearing that for, man?
Here we go!
[%% the art of noise:
Ransom on the sand ]
[jets whooshing]
- [jets stop]
- [cheering]
[%% Wim Mertens:
The scene ][calculator clicks]
How are those numbers
lookin'?
Uh... [chuckles]
Any, uh...
Any investor news?
Hold that thought.
Which color?
Ooh, the red.
- What's it for?
- Rocket belt.
I am painting
the fuel tanks.
Ah.
[man]:
Mr. Honeycutt, sorry,sir, your card's been denied.
Well, it's not possible.
Run it again.
I ran it three times,
sir.
- Three times?
- Yeah.
Oh, for Christ's sake.
Now, I don't know
what you want to do...
No, now hold on, hold on.
Uh... All right,
I tell you what. I got this.
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